Consumed By Vincenzo’s Vendetta

Consumed By Vincenzo’s Vendetta

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“You don’t own me!“ I felt his grip tighten around my throat. “Oh, but I already do, little mouse,” he smirked. He tugged roughly against the belt that held me in place making me gasp. “Every gasp, every moan, every fucking inch of you belongs to me.” “I hate you,” I managed to choke out sincerely. Even though my body craved the very thing I loathed. “Hate me all you want,” he growled, pressing his body deeper into mine. “But when you’re on your knees, trembling for more, when your legs convulse because they can’t take it anymore… we’ll see if hate is the only thing you’re feeling.” ⟻⟼ ✦ ⟻⟼ She thought she could fight him—her ruthless enemy who took everything from her. But in Vincenzo Mancini’s world, power is claimed in blood, loyalty, and lust. Captured by the man who ruined her life, Stacy Salvatore is forced to play his twisted games. Bound by revenge, ruled by obsession, she’ll do anything to escape his grasp—or so she tells herself. But sometimes, the real danger isn’t losing your freedom… it’s losing the one thing you never had. Your heart.

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PROLOGUE

NINE YEARS AGO Englewood, Chicago. Vincenzo ~~~0~~~“It’s normal for a teenage boy undergoing puberty to have sexual urges, but acting on them is demonic and God hates it.” Said the priest.My Mama’s head snapped in my direction, a silent, accusing warning, and I rolled my eyes. She had dragged me all the way down to this place and forced me to sit through mass, but the man’s sermon sounded like the annoying sound of rusty zinc on a windy day back home.I cast Fiorella a flirty look when Mama looked away and she returned it by blowing a kiss in my direction, then a wink that promised me ungodly things. Fiorella was Mama’s friend’s daughter, she was four years older than I was, but we’d been combing the streets of Chicago together since Mama and I moved to this neighborhood and screwing the shit out of each other long before we even understood what the word meant.“The back rooms. I’ll go first,” Fiorella mouthed quietly, a seductive smirk greasing her pretty face.Yeah, she’s tha

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Chloe Sullivan
The series is so underrated
2024-10-27 20:37:53
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Chloe Sullivan
Man these covers!
2024-10-27 20:37:18
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.awkwardgirlie¿2
Is it weird that I’m shipping them this early? They’re supposed to be enemies and he’s holding her captive!
2024-09-19 05:53:15
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Lucid Dreams
The female character doesn’t make things easy for the Mc and the Mc is morally grey and ruthless. In a nutshell, this is a definition of my favorite trope…...
2024-09-19 05:27:15
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Lucy Czestochowa
I have a feeling Stacy is going to be the baddest female lead ever, even better than Allesia so far every dialogue with her lives laughing...
2024-08-19 05:31:48
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Vivian
Just because I read "A submissive for the beastly mafia", I would definitely be reading this book. And knowing how good that book was, I trust this author and I know that this will not disappoint. In order not to torture myself, am just going to sit and patiently wait for chapters before I start.
2024-08-16 06:18:40
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archaddict
You surprised us on this one with Stacy, but from what im seeing so far I think I’ll love her. She’s not making it easy for Vincenzo and I’m here for their banter
2024-08-16 20:55:36
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PROLOGUE

NINE YEARS AGO Englewood, Chicago. Vincenzo ~~~0~~~“It’s normal for a teenage boy undergoing puberty to have sexual urges, but acting on them is demonic and God hates it.” Said the priest.My Mama’s head snapped in my direction, a silent, accusing warning, and I rolled my eyes. She had dragged me all the way down to this place and forced me to sit through mass, but the man’s sermon sounded like the annoying sound of rusty zinc on a windy day back home.I cast Fiorella a flirty look when Mama looked away and she returned it by blowing a kiss in my direction, then a wink that promised me ungodly things. Fiorella was Mama’s friend’s daughter, she was four years older than I was, but we’d been combing the streets of Chicago together since Mama and I moved to this neighborhood and screwing the shit out of each other long before we even understood what the word meant.“The back rooms. I’ll go first,” Fiorella mouthed quietly, a seductive smirk greasing her pretty face.Yeah, she’s tha
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Chapter 1~ Prison Break

Chapter 1PRESENT DAYGold Coast, Chicago•• •• ••Vincenzo Mancini•• •• •• “Isn’t that exactly what psychopaths do?” Marcel snarled. “Make a point outside the frame and confidently present themselves as winners.” I snatched the bottle from him, eyeing him when he tried to keep his grip on it. “You’re not going to have her, and that’s final.” “A little touchy about this one, are we?” Marcel remarked with a sly smirk. I reclined in my seat, “What can I say?” A man might want to enjoy the soft hands of these sexy, naked strippers without the constant bickering of his brother and their, but not a man like me, apparently. As it turns out, women and an endless addiction to sex and the unholy love for all the fucked up things you can imagine in the dark underworld are not the only things I share with my brother. We also share a passionate desire to bite off each other’s throats. Because, where is the fun in agreeing on a simple fact instead of bickering like two-year-olds? Nay, t
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Chapter 2~ Cheap Kill

Chapter 2 Eustacia “~~~”~~~”Once a feared and revered mafia princess, but now nothing more than a caged animal.This guy, the one they called Aurelio, didn't like me from the minute I was handed to him on that plane coming here, and that was a month ago.Who was I kidding? Nobody likes me.His rough grip on my arm was firm, leaving bruises that would join the collection already marring my skin. Each step as he dragged me through the block made me wince in pain, but I didn't let out a single sound.Aurelio’s face was impassive, but I could see the disgust in his eyes. He probably thought I deserved every bit of this. They all did.“Watch your step,” Aurelio barked as we descended the stairs.I bit my tongue, suppressing the urge to lash out with a smart remark, but it wouldn’t help my situation.I stumbled but caught myself, Vincenzo Mancini was following closely behind at a leisurely pace and I refused to give him the satisfaction of seeing me fall.We reached the bottom, and he sh
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Chapter 3~ Little Mouse

Chapter 3 Stacy °° °° °° °° It didn’t take up to a second for Vincenzo to react, snatching his gun even though the car was running at a speed he could barely control, and with a burst tire, we were likely to roll off a cliff or end up in an anthill—but that didn’t stop him. Without taking his eyes off me, he kept his pistol accurately aimed at my chest, his eyes a silent dare for me to do anything stupid with the rifle. “You’re going to drive us into a fucking ditch if you don’t control this damn piece of junk!” I hissed. “You have a knack for stating the obvious, I see.” Then his voice turned serious, “But around here, you don’t take unless I give, understood?” Something in the way he said that made my ovaries jump in excitement. Fucking idiots, I thought miserably, as if one Mancini wasn’t enough. Another loud bang outside and the little control Vincenzo had over it went flying out the window. It veered straight into the thick bush, making us both bounce uncontrollably in our
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Chapter 4~ Hell In Her Eyes

Chapter 4Vincenzo°° °° °° °°She has fire, I’d give her that.Most women in her position would have broken down by now, begging for mercy, tears streaming down their faces—maybe even dead by now.But not Stacy Salvatore.No, she was too proud, too defiant to crumble so easily. I mean, when you’ve spent years learning to be wicked and making other people’s lives miserable from your father, you become like him.The way she handled that rifle was almost admirable, if I weren’t so determined to crush that pride of hers when the time came.I led her towards the truck, finding her futile attempts to free herself from my grip almost amusing. She was smart enough to know that fighting me wouldn’t get her anywhere, but that didn’t stop her from trying.There was a wildness in her, a desperate need to prove she wasn’t as helpless as she felt. It was that same wildness that would make her useful, even if it meant keeping her on a short leash until I was ready to use her.“Let go of me,” she sp
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Chapter 5~ Bloody Doors

Chapter 5Stacy°° °° °° °° I slumped in the damn chair, every muscle in my body screaming in protest. It had been days—weeks, maybe—since I’d had a decent shower or a proper meal. I twisted my wrists, even though I’d done it a thousand times in the last hour, each time with the same fruitless result.I’m fucking tired, too fucking tired.But at least I’m still breathing, that’s a ray of hope there, right?Well, after the gunshot Vincenzo fired in the car, still breathing felt like a twisted miracle. Not even a scratch, maybe his target was bad? But he did kill that guy behind me without blinking.I sighed, I’d missed my only chance to run. That’s how I knew my body was losing this fight.Fuck, I’m so fucking weak!Sitting there, I felt like a piece of shit—dirty, useless. Vincenzo’s cells didn’t allow me the luxury of basic amenities, and my body’s biological functions had practically shut down for the past three months.But right now, judging by the way my stomach cramped and how h
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Chapter 6~ Shut Down

Chapter 6Stacy°° °° °° °°I couldn’t tear my eyes away from it—the sharp blade gleamed ominously in the dim light. The knife was supposed to scare me, with the way his eyes followed my face closely, I could tell he was expecting I’d be shaking like a leaf by now.“I see you like to talk,” he remarked dryly.I squinted my eyes to meet his. “And I see you like to make a dramatic entrance.” I relaxed in the seat, more out of tiredness than defiance. “Actually, I agree with you. Let’s get this hideous meeting over and done with. We could start with you telling me who you are.”The man chuckled, a low, sinister sound. “You don’t need to know who I am,” he said, his voice dripping with malice. “All you need to know is that you’ve pissed off the wrong people.”He stepped closer, the tip of the knife grazing the skin on my arm. I didn’t flinch. The fear was paralyzing, but I couldn’t let it show. “What do you want from me?” I asked coolly. “And quit the performance; I’m not easily scared.”
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Chapter 7~ A Girl’s Gotta Survive

Chapter 7Stacy°° °° °° °°I woke up with a throbbing headache, the kind that felt like a jackhammer was having a field day inside my skull. Squinting against the brightness of the room, I took in my surroundings, trying to piece together how the hell I ended up here.The bed I was lying on was massive—king-sized, plush, with ridiculously soft sheets that I would have appreciated under different circumstances. The room was elegant, far too flashy compared to the dingy places I’d been in lately. Soft light filtered through the expensive curtains, and everything was tastefully decorated, almost too perfect. For a moment, I wondered if I’d died and somehow ended up in a rich person’s heaven.Or hell. I mean, for the sins I’d committed, I might as well get a five-star suite in hell. Because I sure as hell didn’t remember checking into a five-star hotel anytime recently.I sat up slowly, wincing as the room spun for a second. Rubbing my temples, I tried to recall the events leading up
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Chapter 8~ Sneaky Bastard

Chapter 8Vincenzo °° °° °° °°She didn’t say anything after that, which was good because I could use the silence. I moved to the doorway, then changed my mind, not sure if I could trust her not to dig a hole through the wall and crawl out. I just stood at the doorway, staring at Stacy as she sat there, examining her wrists which were still red from the cuffs, then as if realizing she had a job to make my life miserable, she stood up and went around the room, turning and scrutinizing things like this was a room she’d traveled and left unoccupied for the longest time. A small, infuriating smile played on her lips as she flipped one thing after the other. There were no weapons in here, I'd asked Vito to make sure of it, so I didn't try to stop her, instead, I let my mind wander off.That was until I heard her voice, pulling me out of my spiraling thoughts. “You look like you could use a drink,” Stacy said, her eyes flicking to the locked winery. “Something very strong.”“Why are you
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Chapter 9~ No Clothes

Chapter 9 Stacy °° °° °° °° Vincenzo left the room minutes ago, the door clicking shut behind him with that deliberate, measured calm he always seemed to carry. I stayed put, not bothering to track his exit or try the door handle, just listening to the sound of his footsteps fading away. It wasn’t like I had anywhere to go—not that I would, even if I did. The smile tugging at the corner of my lips felt almost out of place in this situation, but I couldn’t help it. The room he left me in was a study in luxury, but it was luxury devoid of any personality. Sleek, polished walls, expensive furnitures, all in muted tones that could have been plucked from the pages of some high-end magazine But there was nothing here to suggest that anyone actually lived in this space. No personal belongings, no stray items left out of place—just an empty, pristine shell. It was like a beautifully wrapped gift box with nothing inside. Well, except that wooden toy with my captor’s name carved in
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